#let me know if i missed anythine! because i promise i don't remember writing this

[megan65735]

Please, Wake Up

CanIPayYouInGay

Summary:

I was asked if Wakko got to see Dot before she died in my other story. Here's the answer.

Work Text:

Dot closed her eyes and yawned, "But I'm not even… *cough cough* ...tired." She lied.

Yakko looked down at her, worried, "I won't take long. And I promise, I'll bring Wakko right over to see you, ok?"

She didn't open her eyes, "Mmm hmm…"

He kissed her forehead, "I'll be right back." He walked out, leaving her to rest.

As he moved the sheet out of the way to leave, a gust of wind passed him. It managed to reach Dot's bed, making her shiver. Even with two blankets, she couldn't keep warm.

Even so, Dot could barely keep herself awake. Her body begged her to just fall asleep and her mind was fighting a losing battle. She went in and out of consciousness, but still wasn't able to try and open her eyes.

She knew she should be resting, but pure willpower wouldn't let her. Wakko would be home, any minute now, and she wasn't going to miss that just because she was on her deathbed. 

In the distance, the train's whistle blew, alerting her enough to get the upper hand on sleep. She was finally able to open her eyes and take a deep breath, which she regretted. 

Dot took one hand out from under her covers to bring to her face as she went into yet another coughing fit. Her small body shook in discomfort and she swore she was about to hack up a lung. 

The really ironic part was that each cough left her out of breath, and each breath caused her to cough. It left almost no relief for the poor girl.

It took about two minutes to stop, but it definitely felt like much longer. As soon as it was over, she sunk deeper into her pillow and stared at the glass of water left on the nightstand. As much as it would help soothe her throat, she didn't have the energy to even try and reach for it.

Dot closed her eyes.

'Yakko was right. I should have stayed in bed last night. Why do I always have to be so impatient? This stupid sickness was about to heal on its own and I had to go and ruin it…'

Dot gripped the pillow and squeezed her eyes tighter.

'I'm supposed to be at the train station right now. I'm supposed to be greeting my brother after a long year of working. It's my fault he had to leave and find a job in the first place…'

*Cough cough*

'And now, Wakko has to come home and help take care of me because I couldn't wait just one more day…'

*Cough*

'He probably hates me… He probably didn't even want to come back home… Who would want to come back to Acme Falls?...'

She whimpered.

'Especially for me. He knows what a burden I am… Yakko writes to him almost every day, telling him that I'm still sick… telling him what he has to sacrifice to take care of me…'

There was no sound, which meant the train must have stopped. 

'They're probably talking about me right now. They're probably talking about how they'll take care of me… and I'll probably ruin those plans, too… Why do I keep making their lives harder? They're such good brothers… I don't deserve them… They don't deserve a burden like me… They'd be better off if I just died…'

"Dot!" The middle Warner sibling burst into the room, then quickly covered his mouth and settled himself when he saw his sister resting.

He took a nostalgic look around his home, wagging his tail. He sniffed the air, remembering the scents that he's grown up with. 

Even if it really was no place to live, Wakko missed it. He's been looking forward to returning for a year, and he planned to enjoy it while he could, since his ha'penny was supposed to pay for a new house. 

Sure, this place was run down, cold, and damp, but this was the first home he could remember living in. Where Yakko made them every meal, and eventually taught Wakko to cook. Where they'd witnessed Dot take her first steps, and eventually learn to run, jump, and play. Where he hoped he'd wake up from a bad night, every other day, wishing he never left his siblings. But leaving them was the only way to help them, and he would do anything for his two favorite people in the world. 

He approached Dot's bed with a smile, unable to control the high speed that his tail wagged. "Dot… I'm home." He whispered to not scare her.

She was huddled in on herself, with two blankets attempting to keep her warm. She didn't react to him, still completely motionless. 

He pet the side of her head, hoping it would be gentle enough not to startle her. It was something he remembered seeing Yakko do.

He looked at her features. She looked exactly as he remembered her, aside from growing about an inch, but it was practically unnoticeable. Her pale face stood out against her black fur, just like her brothers'. Her head rested peacefully against her pillow, a little too peacefully.

"Dot?" Wakko tilted his head, confused. He remembered her being a light sleeper, though sickness could have changed her habits. 

He wondered if he should even try to wake her up, she might really need the sleep. Their older brother looked exhausted, maybe they both had a rough night. But there was a strange determination in his mind just to make her react.

"Dot, wake up." He raised his voice slightly. 

He got no response. He paused and stared at her for a while, trying not to let his mind wander to the worst conclusion.

She couldn't be gone. He just got home, he was supposed to help her. He swallowed hard and looked around the room. 

He was alone. Not just the only one awake, but really alone. He needed help for Dot. He needed to get Yakko. 

Wakko bolted out of the room, leaving only his sister's body on her bed.

[simplycarrie]

yeethaw and welcome to ‘sierra drops a muse because she’s bored’ i’m your host sierra. and i’m here to introduce you to my smol kid Carrington, who might i add broke my streak of space names but whatever. also i’m 110% sure this bio is going to be a) long and b) something v different from what i usually do

╰☆╮ HALEY LU RICHARDSON ─ CARRINGTON ‘CARRIE’ ALDERIDGE-SANGSTER identifies as CIS-FEMALE and uses SHE/HER pronouns. they’re a SINGER-SONGWRITER/ACTRESS, and they’re only TWENTY ! they’re said to be WARM-HEARTED, but also DOGMATIC. i guess that’s why they’re known as THE FERVOUR in the tabloids. ( florence welch / lauren jauregui )

the baby doll + the contingent — aka her early years [ infant to 12. musings: 01. 02. 03. 04. ]

carrington amelia elizabeth alderidge-sangster was subject to the same cruelty as her half-sister anastasia, getting the longest fucking name possible. although she doesn’t go by carrington, both her friends and family call her ‘carrie’

she was born june 30th making her a cancer: ‘ the crab. cancerians are seen as sensitive and emotional, and in fact they are. they’re the cry babies of the zodiac, though they’re a lot tougher than people give them credit for. they’re maternal and caring and empathetic as all heck, with a tendency towards traditional values- deep down, they want the white picket fence. along with virgo and libra, they’re one of the most romantic of the signs.’ but this information won’t be relevant until later

was v spoiled as child, and got basically anything she wanted? caused her to be a bit of a brat as a kid and she constantly needed validation from others. she had the picture perfect childhood if we’re being completely honest

always wanted attention, always needed to make sure that she knew other people were aware that she needed their attention

then she was shipped off to le rosey to follow in her sister anastasia’s footsteps and boy oh boy thing changed for her

the sovereign + the opulent — aka her teenage years [ 13 to 18. musings: 01. 02. 03. 04. ]

remember how i said that carrington was very needy and constantly wanted validation? yeah just about the moment she stepped foot on the lush green grass of le rosey she changed

was immediately the girl who was colgate smiles and perfect posture on school brochures, brandishing a tennis racket beneath a blurb about the institute’s proficiency in churning out well-rounded pupils, but underneath? she was the devil’s reincarnate of blair waldorf.

although her sister was two years ahead of her but left a reputation behind with her, and so in turn carrington was immediately popular, and she used it to her advantage

mixing in her family’s pre-established wealth ( which she flaunted at literally every opportunity she got ) with new-found popularity carrington ruled the school brandishing a fashionably velvet fist

she was bitchy to everyone, she disregarded other people’s feelings was callous and abrasive, and didn’t care what anyone had to say about her ( because she’d end up ruining their reputation and smiling in their face afterwards )

although her family wanted her to be like anastasia playing tennis and being the model student ( which she was for her first year ) she ended up finding her passion for music, quickly joining and leading le rosey’s school choir

carrington was smarter than anyone ( including herself ) gave her credit for, she aced all of her classes, and was on the road to becoming le rosey’s next valedictorian

then, she met him. the supposed ‘love of her life’. the one who was so close to making her soften and lose track of her studies, and just run away with him. until, she found someone ‘better’ stabbing him in the back, and promptly sashaying away from the damage

though leaving him was perhaps the biggest mistake she ever made, the ‘better’ thing she found turned out to be much worse. she was abused emotionally and physically, and they had sex whenever he felt like it.

suddenly she was with child, and in a panic she called stas, who took her to get an abortion without her family knowing, to this day stas is the only person knows about her daughter that never came to be, supposed to be named cornelia anastasia daphne alderidge-sangster

finally senior year approached and not wanting to break her facade carrington continued on her studies, and when she graduated she was given the honor of valedictorian ( along with winning prom queen at both her junior and senior prom )

the fervour + the fallen angel — aka the current years [ 19 to present. musings: 01. 02. 03. 04. ]

carrington had plenty of offers to go to college, but the one she settled on was the juilliard school in manhattan, new york she earned her aa in both acting and vocal arts, and also has full intentions of returning to juilliard in the spring to achieve her ba in those same two things

of course carrington’s talents didn’t go unnoticed, she was quickly offered a netflix show which is currently recording it’s first season, being one of the top rated netflix comedies/dramas ( think ‘one day at a time’ and ‘brooklyn nine-nine’ )

she’s very different from when she was a teenager, after her mother fell ill, and her step-father passed away she’s become very sensitive to the feelings of others, and her own feelings, she’s very maternal and will try to protect everyone, no matter how atrocious of a job she does

she’s very much a hopeless romantic, she’s read each and every single one of stas’s books at least five times, and she wants a love so deep she won’t have enough words in the english language to describe it

falls in love with just about anyone, no matter how bad they are for her, you could do something as nice as hold the door open for her, and immediately she’s falling head over heels for you, thinking about you, and planning your wedding together

wanted connections: ( there’s a lot skskksks )

familial —

half sibling - [ musings: 01. 02. 03. 04. ] anastasia daphne margeurite sangster. when they grew up carrington was a bit of a brat, and they didn’t get along to well, but after spending so many years together they’ve not only become sisters, but also best friends.

romantic —

high school sweethearts - [ musings: 01. 02. 03. 04. ] the boyfriend that she met and dumped at le rosey, she was in love with him, truly she was, and maybe a huge part of her always will be but she like to think that ship has long since sailed.

long distance relationship - [ musings: 01. 02. 03. 04. ] an online relationship; something that actually lasted for a good while? he would’ve still been at le rosey so they’ve never met in person but something soft where they called and skyped all the time but over time things fizzled out because she got so busy with his school and work.

secret relationship - [ musings: 01. 02. 03. 04. ] although carrington still isn’t out as bisexual, this was always the case, at one point she had to hide the relationship between her and the girl she loved, which is perhaps why it ended, but despite it all carrington will always love her to some degree.

toxic relationship - [ musings: 01. 02. 03. 04. ] carrington probably got cheated on by this person, and dumped multiple times, but there was something about them that just made her keep coming back for more, and she did every single time. until one day, she just didn’t. Or maybe they didn’t come back, or maybe she moved on, either way they haven’t spoken since.

pr relationship - [ musings: 01. 02. 03. 04. ] carrington is essentially america’s sweetheart, i mean imagine an heiress, turned singer-songwriter, and now a house favorite sitcom star, where’s the blemish in her status? that’s exactly what happened when their agents set these two up, i mean after all, how hard can faking a relationship be?

skinny love - [ musings: 01. 02. 03. 04. ] carrington has an extremely bad habit of falling in love with people, the only twist is this time this person fell back, except carrington is much too afraid to admit to herself that they’ve moved their relationship past being ‘just friends’ and so she doesn’t.

unrequited crush - [ musings: 01. 02. 03. 04. ] like i stated previously carrington has a really bad tendency to fall in love with those who don’t want her back, and this time is obviously no different, she’s probably never told them about her crush, and has absolutely zero intention to do so, but we all new york has a funny way of making people confess.

fwb - [ musings: 01. 02. 03. 04. ] carrington is far from being known for her sexual prowess, but she is known for getting her heart broken, and that’s exactly what happens every time these two hook up. carrington tries convincing herself that it’s normal, and most of the time she’s successful, but every now and then she can’t help but wonder if they should stick to being just friends, after all she gets attached far too easily.

platonic —

squad - [ musings: 01. 02. 03. 04. ] oh gosh these four have been inseparable from the moment they met, sure they fight but in the end, no matter what, they promised each other that they would stay friends until the very end.

best friend -  [ musings: 01. 02. 03. 04. ] after being the devil’s reincarnate throughout high school, carrington kinda pushed away the idea a best friend, she simply shrugged off the thought of finding someone who could understand herm and then suddenly she found them, her best friend, she loves them to bits and pieces, and somehow they just feel like an extension of her, nowadays carrington could never imagine going about life without them.

roommate - [ musings: 01. 02. 03. 04. ]  carrington has a fairly big penthouse, alright more than fairly big, and to keep herself from getting lonely she got a roommate, and about a billion animals for, although their house looks like a zoo, carrington actually loves her roommate? they’ve seen her at her highest and lowest points, and have decided to live with her dumbass through it all, they don’t even have a problem with the millions of animals living with them, honestly where would she be without them?

good influence -  [ musings: 01. 02. 03. 04. ] carrington is known for her impulsive decisions and irreversible actions, but with this person by her side the world seems like it’s at carrington’s fingertips. she’d probably rank them very high on the list of the best things that have ever happened to her, right next to anastasia and hot cheetohs.

bad influence -  [ musings: 01. 02. 03. 04. ] carrington has never been one for parties, maybe it’s the fact that she’s not old enough to drink, or that she’s a hermit half the time, but she’d much rather hang out by herself taking pictures of her pets, and going on her own little adventures around new york. but with them, her adventures seem to be hard to remember, and parties seem so much more fun.

unlikely friends -  [ musings: 01. 02. 03. 04. ] carrington is probably the exact opposite of this person, personality wise, fashion wise, but yet despite the odds these two are still friends, and she actually enjoys it? sometimes she wishes she was outspoken and brash as they are, that she could learn to distance herself so easily, but they constantly prove themselves to be one of the closest friends she has.

frenemies - [ musings: 01. 02. 03. 04. ] one minute they’re insulting each other, the next they’re getting mani-pedis and getting brunch together. no one can quite tell if they love or hate each other most the times, not even them.

enemies -  [ musings: 01. 02. 03. 04. ] it’s just every little thing this person does just irritates carrington, for one reason or another, and at this point she’s given up trying to be cordial, or even pretending to be.

ex-best friend -  [ musings: 01. 02. 03. 04. ]  maybe they were best friends back in their le rosey days or maybe they met and immediately clicked but somehow in some way it just stopped. and carrington hates knowing that people don’t like her, plus they were really close and carrington really thought maybe she could glue their friendship back together, or that somehow if she held on tight enough then her best friend would stop slipping from her fingers, but it turns out the tighter you grip something, the easier you lose it, she definitely still misses them, and still probably accidentally texts them from time to time.